User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG (Rebooted)/@comment-4677325-20190717160241/@comment-39940417-20190723224151

Jarky nodded happily, producing a long length of rope from her sash.

"O' course, old chap," the Squirrelhare grinned, wrapping the rope several times around the rat and tree before tying it off with a tight knot. She spoke again, this time adressing the rat. "Sorry if that's a bit tight, old chap. An' do think o' havin' a flamin' bath sometime. You don't exactly smell like a bunch o' bally roses or violet's, wot."